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Jan 2018
Feathers in the wind
Crashing to the ground
Plucked from a bird who's sinned
Never again to be found
tears shall be shed
For a piece that has been lost
Her actions made it fled
for which she never  knew the cost
Oh though its gone and probably dead
It will move on to more
Feather to the ground
It has been lost soon to be found
A bit of an older one so a bit amatuerish in wording but hey may as well chuck it up
Written by
Sam Miller  17/Trans Female
(17/Trans Female)   
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